Villainess Rampage: The Whole Sect Begs for Mercy

Song Wanning’s aggressive words made Ye Chuxue’s face darken.

"You’re twisting my words!"

"The Medicine King Sect has always been a great, time-honored sect. Its line of inheritance was only severed by a sudden catastrophe. Otherwise, what chance would any other sect have had to rise to the top?"

As she refuted Song Wanning, she secretly watched Mu Zixu’s expression out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing his face turn as black as ink, Ye Chuxue knew, ’I’ve won!’

’There’s absolutely no way she’ll get the Medicine King Sect’s inheritance!’

"Heh, you’re a first-rate bootlicker. I just wonder if you have any actual skills. A moment ago, I saw you were a step behind me."

Song Wanning sneered, completely ignoring Mu Zixu’s murderous expression, and let out a soft scoff.

"If you’re the successor chosen by the Medicine King Sect, then the sect is doomed. It’ll never make a comeback!"

"You wretch!!!"

Before Ye Chuxue could even react, Mu Zixu could no longer contain his rage and lashed out at Song Wanning with his palm.

"You dare curse my Medicine King Sect? You’re courting death!"

What had begun as mere disgust now flared into killing intent under Song Wanning’s repeated provocations.

’Generations of Medicine King Sect ancestors strove tirelessly, never daring to slacken their efforts, just to slowly build the sect’s renown throughout the world!’

’The sect had already suffered a terrible tragedy when it encountered a spatial storm that led to the innocent deaths of more than half its disciples.’

’For this woman to so brazenly offend their heroic spirits—she deserves to die!’

The Spiritual Energy Palm, radiating a bone-chilling aura, shot toward Song Wanning. She simply raised an eyebrow, and with a flash, she appeared directly behind Ye Chuxue, pressing a longsword against her snow-white neck.

The icy touch of the blade instantly gave Ye Chuxue goosebumps, and she broke into a violent coughing fit.

She was already weak; right now, Song Wanning could crush her with a single finger.

The Spiritual Energy Palm closed in, and the immense power behind it rattled her soul and made her pupils tremble.

No one had expected Song Wanning to feint an attack, only to take Ye Chuxue hostage.

Mu Zixu hastily withdrew the palm, the backlash jolting his Divine Soul and making him dizzy.

After all, it was but a wisp of Divine Thought that had survived for hundreds of thousands of years; its power was simply too weak.

"Release her now!"

Mu Zixu’s face flushed red then went pale with anger. In all his eons of cultivation, he had never seen such an arrogant junior!

"Release her?"

Song Wanning gave a charming smile as she pressed the longsword a fraction closer to Ye Chuxue’s neck.

The cold edge of the blade broke the tender skin. Beads of blood welled up, creating a strangely bewitching beauty against her snow-white flesh.

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH—"

Ye Chuxue coughed violently, her heart aflutter with shock and fear. ’I thought she was just an idiot, but I’ve run into a complete lunatic.’

’If she can’t have it, she’ll destroy it. People like her are the most terrifying of all!’

Just then, Song Wanning leaned in close to her ear. The warm breath on her skin made her body tremble as a chill shot up from the soles of her feet.

"You’d better be careful with that cough. If you accidentally slit your own throat, I won’t be held responsible."

A series of low chuckles echoed from behind her. The sound made Ye Chuxue’s scalp tingle, and she shot a desperate, pleading look at Mu Zixu.

’It’s a struggle for me to even circulate my Spiritual Energy right now, let alone face a Nascent Soul Cultivator!’

’I don’t stand a chance.’

Mu Zixu’s expression darkened.

"Do you think killing her will get you the Medicine King Sect’s inheritance?"

"How laughable."

He stared at Song Wanning with disdain. "As long as I don’t give my approval, you could kill everyone here and still not get a single thing from my Medicine King Sect!"

The overwhelming aura of a superior being crashed down upon Song Wanning.

"I’m warning you, release her at once! Otherwise, I’ll make sure you never walk out of this hall alive!"

A once-dignified Immortal was now seething with rage, having lost all composure over the provocations of a mere junior.

Wang Yang’s brow furrowed, his heart filled with exasperation.

’What’s wrong with Mu Zixu? The longer he lives, the more childish he gets. Why is he stooping to the level of a junior?’

He shook his head. ’If he doesn’t like her, he should just kick her out.’

’It’s obvious Mu Zixu is just picking a fight with the girl on purpose.’

’All this talk is just an excuse to attack and vent his anger!’ 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

To the side, Mo Yang Immortal Monarch’s expression remained as cold as ever, as still as an ice sculpture.

If not for the slight tremor in the hand resting on his sword, Wang Yang might have mistaken him for a statue.

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"The Medicine King Sect’s inheritance?"

A flicker of anger ignited in Song Wanning’s heart, and the smile vanished from her face.

"Do you really think I came here for your Medicine King Sect’s inheritance?"

"Are you not? You went to such great pains, inside her body—"

Before Mu Zixu could finish, Song Wanning struck Ye Chuxue, knocking her unconscious.

’Ye Chuxue is still useful. I can’t let her figure out who I am, or it might affect my fight for future opportunities.’

So, she sealed Ye Chuxue’s five senses and tossed her carelessly aside.

THUD—

Ye Chuxue landed with a heavy thud, completely unconscious.

Song Wanning wiped her hands in disgust, then tilted her head at Mu Zixu, her expression as provocative as ever.

"You—"

This woman’s repeated provocations left Mu Zixu both shocked and enraged.

"What about me?"

Song Wanning’s lips curled into a smirk. "Your Medicine King Sect’s inheritance... do you really think it’s some peerless treasure everyone is fighting over?"

"In my eyes, it’s nothing but a pile of dogshit. Utterly useless!"

She let out a soft chuckle, her gaze sweeping across the rows of memorial tablets.

"The Medicine King Sect... it’s doomed to perish, doomed to perish..."

"Hahaha—"

’As if I care about some inheritance!’

’Since he doesn’t want to give it to me, I’ll just destroy it all!’

’No one is going to use me as a stepping stone!’

"You insolent brat!! You insolent brat!!!"

Livid with rage at Song Wanning’s audacity, Mu Zixu struck out at her again with his palm.

Boundless killing intent filled the air as the palm instantly transformed into a golden fire lotus. Its searing flames seemed capable of piercing through skin straight to one’s Dantian.

Song Wanning’s expression hardened. With a flick of her wrist, her Lifebound Longsword appeared in her hand with a WHOOSH.

Moving like a phantom in an esoteric pattern, she didn’t retreat. Instead, she advanced, slashing her sword toward the golden fire lotus.

Her Sword Intent was overwhelming, compressing the very air until it shrieked.

It crashed straight into the fiery light.

BOOM—

Fiery light exploded outward, as dazzling as the noon sun.

The powerful shockwave distorted the very space around them.

Lying off to the side, Ye Chuxue was caught in the aftershock and sent flying by the blast.

Startled, Mu Zixu quickly grabbed her from afar, intending to move her to safety behind him.

’The Medicine King Sect has finally found a successor after all this time. Nothing can happen to her.’

But Song Wanning was already withdrawing her sword, spinning around to slash again.

A thick killing intent flooded the Inheritance Hall, and her Lifebound Longsword began to hum and tremble.

Just like its master.

Excited. Frenzied!

"Hmph!"

Mu Zixu snorted, freeing one hand to launch another palm strike.

’He wanted Song Wanning dead, and she would not leave this place alive!’